It's Time.

I have decided to lose the weight. All of it.

I'm over it. I'm past the excuses. I'm over buying fat clothes. I'm over looking in the mirror and not liking what I see. I'm over trying to catch my breath when I climb our flight of stairs. I'm over not being able to shop at stores I desperately long to shop in. I'm over not feeling sexy enough for my husband.

Now, don't get me wrong. I have a wonderful life. I'm so happy being a stay-at-home-mom to my BEAUTIFUL daughter. I love living out the 'traditional' role of a homemaker. My husband is very supportive in everything I do and I love him dearly. But I'm fat. And my life just feels incomplete because I'm not happy with myself.

I have attempted losing weight several times the last few years and every attempt has not been a success because, let's face it- I'm lazy and I love food. So, this time, I am bearing my soul to anyone reading this blog and I'm not sharing it with my family. Although they won't give me a direct eye roll and "you gonna try again?" ...I'd rather share this blog with them once they actually SEE ME reaching my goal. And as for you guys, well...you are there to hold me accountable. I need to be accountable to someone other than my choco-holic self.

So, all that said, it's time. IT'S TIME.